Chapter 827 Rhys Was Going To Divorce (1/2)

In this world, nothing is what it is.

To put it in another perspective, nothing is good or bad. Everything lies in between.

In this case, the only thing Terence wanted was to free himself from all the trouble.

”Terence, I'd like to give you a toast!”

Rhys clinked his glass with Terence, grinning.

”Dad, Rhys, we're all family. You don't have to be so polite,”

Terence said, waving them off while his other hand slipped around Carla's. ”Dad, all I hope is that you won't badger Carla whatever the outcome of the child. That's all I ask for.”

Terence only had one wife and one father. He didn't want them to fight over simple things.

”Rest assured that I won't make the same mistake twice. I've already made it clear. Whether Carla has a girl or a boy, I'll be happy.”

Edmund chuckled, remembering all the antics that he had tried pulling, only for all of them to backfire right in his face.

Back then, he was too reluctant in giving up on his hopes of having a grandson.

Although he was still hoping that Carla would give birth to a boy, if she were to give them another girl, he would still be fine with it.

Besides, it wouldn't be that bad to have two granddaughters. At least, that was the thing that he was trying to convince himself of.

”Rhys, you'll still be the vice president of the company. However, I'll arrange for you to meet with someone who can show you the ropes. Hopefully, you could learn a thing or two from him,”

Terence said, drumming his fingers on the glass.

Rhys flushed in embarrassment. ”Terence, I won't make the same mistake anymore.”

”Rhys, your intentions were good, so… if you have any new ideas, you can tell me and we could put it up for discussion in next week's meetings.

Besides, we're brothers. We got each other's back — no need for secrets.”

Terence smiled, clasping his shoulder.

Rhys lowered his head even more, clenching his fists. He knew Terence's temper. As long as he treated him sincerely, Terence wouldn't rage at him that much.